While Grandmaster Gao Wu was still practicing hard to protect his body, Lin Bao had already pulled the bolt and loaded the gun.
Lin Bao, commander of the Chinese Federation's 001 Corps, brought 500 fully armed modern special forces and unexpectedly made an emergency landing in Gaowu.
There are sword fairies who fly with swords, barbarians who tear apart tigers and leopards alive, and dynasty tyrants who regard human life as nothing.
In this world where personal martial arts reaches its peak, five hundred mortals without cultivation seem to be just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Limited ammo? Supplies cut off?
Lin Bao looked at the [Psychic Energy Analysis] on the system panel and calmly issued the first command:
"Grind the spiritual stone for me and mix it into the gunpowder to make a steel bomb!"
As a result, the style of painting completely changed.
The body-protecting aura that the third-grade master was proud of was torn into pieces by the 12.7Mm heavy machine gun.
The invincible ancestral spirit of Beimang High Priest was directly and forcibly disconnected from the Internet by the electromagnetic pulse.
The high-ranking Heavenly Realm sword cultivator fell into deep contemplation as he watched the psychic tactical missiles flying over the horizon.
Lin Bao stood on the armored vehicle, looking at the world of Gaowu trembling beneath his feet.
"Sir, times have changed."
